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Portrait of J. Meade Falkner J. Meade Falkner,  Moonfleet — Chapter 4. In the Vault (1898)

“ Glennie and Ratsey, and even Elzevir, by name, to save me from this awful place. But there came no answer, except the echo of my own voice sounding hollow and far off down in the vault. So in despair I turned back to the earth wall below the slab, and scrabbled at it with my fingers, till my nails were broken and the blood ran out; having all the while a sure knowledge, like a cord twisted round my head, that no effort of mine could ever dislodge the great stone. ”
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Portrait of J. Meade Falkner J. Meade Falkner,  Moonfleet — Chapter 4. In the Vault (1898)

“ Now, any lad of my age, and perhaps some men too, might well have been frightened to set about such a matter as to search in a coffin; and if any had said, a few hours before, that I should ever have courage to do this by night in the Mohune vault, I would not have believed him. Yet here I was, and had advanced along the path of terror so gradually, and as it were foot by foot in the past night, that when I came to this final step I was not near so scared as when I first felt my way into the vault. It was not the first time either that I had looked on death ”
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Portrait of J. Meade Falkner J. Meade Falkner,  Moonfleet — Chapter 4. In the Vault (1898)

“ Leave that to me.'
'Be careful what you do,' rejoined another man's voice that I did not know, 'lest someone see you digging, and scent us out.'
'Make your mind easy,' Ratsey said; 'I have dug too often in this graveyard for any to wonder if they see me with a spade.'
Then the conversation broke off, and there was little more talking, only a noise of men going backwards and forwards, and of putting down of kegs and the hollow gurgle of good liquor being poured from breakers into the casks.
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